Thursday, January 31, 2008
Hoping For A Snowday
As January marks its passing I would like to nod my head to Jim Miller.
My friend of many years.
Goodnight you old bugger.
In other news. The wind is creeping in to the corners of Hallett’s Mountain and it’s a chill wind indeed unless you can scrabble room by the fire. As its my fire I have my feet up beside it. I have a glass of whisky and a strong coffee beside me on the left arm of the chair. To my right a bowl of Wine gums. There is also a rumour of chocolate but I am keeping that hidden unless She Of The Townhouse or The Boy twig.
We are hoping that the bad weather warnings for our area are realised and that by morning we shall find the rest of the world cut off by snow. At least to the degree that we wont have to go to work.
No sign of snow at all on the ground and just the briefest flurries as I set off for work this morning.